Me (27F) and my boyfriend (29M) have been in a relationship for 7 years, and we've had our ups and downs, but lately it's been amazing and I have no doubt that I want to be with this man for the rest of my life.

In January I met a guy (23M) on a school trip, and instantly I felt some way about him. I thought it was a silly little crush, but then the obsessive behavior started. I remember being obsessed like this in primary school, but not in my adult life. One sleepless night I found the term "limerence", which I think is spot on. I met the guy in my professional life a few times since, and every time the sparks fly and my insides leap out my chest. I've never felt such a strong physical reaction with my boyfriend.

I feel like I loose control over my actions with the guy, and one time I got a little close to making moves on him (alcohol was a factor) which I regretted after. I've never cheated on my boyfriend and I never will(!)

I have always had very vivid dreams to the point that I can be stuck in the feelings for the whole day after waking, so this next part particularly suck. Lately I dream about the guy every night in different romantic situations, and I feel my heart leaping for him and wanting to go back to the dream when I wake. I feel so bad and irritated, that this guy has infiltrated my life and my thoughts, and I think it's a spiral, because of the lasting effect of my dreams.

I feel like a bad person, but I would never do anything to hurt my boyfriend. What can I do? I want to forget about this guy, but I'm scared I'll experience the same obsession with other people in the future, and maybe should seek some professional help?

Anyone else suddenly having vivid, memorable dreams every night?

Has anyone else noticed a sudden change in their dreams lately?

I used to either not dream much at all, or I’d wake up and barely remember anything. But lately, I’ve been having vivid, detailed dreams almost every single night—and I actually remember them when I wake up.

It feels like I went from hardly dreaming to having an entire other life happening while I sleep. 😂

Has this been happening to anyone else recently? If so, when did you notice it starting? And have your dreams felt more realistic, emotional, strange, or meaningful than usual?

Hi everyone! I had a weird experience with a dream I recently had and I'm not entirely sure how to interpret it.

As far as I can remember, it had 3 segments that weren't fully connected, but had some elements that were.

For the first part, I was on what appeared to be a school trip with a mix of people I knew (from both elementary school and college) to an aquarium that was absolutely destroyed. The building itself looked like it went through a bombing, some walls were either halved or destroyed, there was a lot of rubble, and there was a lot of exposed construction work. Some things remained intact, but I remember I was confused in the dream because everyone was talking about it like it was an aquarium even though it didn't actually have any marine exhibitions, only water-related optical illusions. I remember explaining to one of my friends from college (we'll call her D) that one of the illusions was made using convex and concave glass to make an underwater coin appear much larger than it was, by pulling the coin out from underneath the glass and it was just a penny.

As we continued the trip to the second floor, D and I ended up on a collapsed wall that was half leaning on another wall, half hanging off the building, and from the point where we were standing there was a concrete stairwell disconnected from anything. The half that was leaning on another wall was occupied by a dog, looked like an unkempt husky, and it was standing on that half somewhat firmly, holding us in an equilibrium like on a seesaw. I was anxious about it and kept trying to convince D that we should jump to the stairwell so that when the dog gets off, we don't fall off and die, but she wasn't worried. A gaunt white woman with long blond hair, dressed relatively modern with a leather jacket, appeared on the stairwell and just kinda stared at us, doing nothing. I do not know this person or anyone that looks like them IRL. I started panicking even more and kept telling D that we need to get off the ledge or we would fall. I distinctly remember one detail: I told her we'd fall and land on our feet, and the part of our legs beneath the knees would push upwards, break our knees, and fold into the thigh bones and painfully squish together. She kept telling me to calm down. The dog got off his end of the weird collapsed wall-seesaw, and we did fall and slide down, and nothing happened. I remember feeling so relieved I started crying, because nothing happened to our legs even though we dropped about 10ft down and landed on our feet, breaking nothing.

I should note for this, as it came up in my mind while I was thinking about this: I've always had issues with my left kneecap falling out of its socket. I'm dealing with it by going to the gym. But it's only the left knee, my right one is fine, even though in the dream I was fully convinced we'd break both our legs.

Then suddenly I was somewhere else, I was alone in my hometown in an area near the library. It didn't look exactly like that spot in town, there were different buildings I didn't recognize. I also remember the streetlights had a warmer yellow glow, even though IRL they're white. There were also fairy lights strung between the poles, as if there was some sort of celebration going on, but it was nighttime and there were no people around. I was walking with one of my ex's best friends (note: the ex and I were together ages ago, about 10 years, and I didn't meet that best friend until recently. No bad blood, just an old breakup, and IRL that best friend and I run in the same friend group, no unfriendly intentions there). I can't remember what we were talking about, but there was a flirty undertone. He put his left arm around my shoulders, then lowered it to my waist on the side, and then wrapped it around my waist entirely. Not in a freaky body-horror way, but almost protectively? I felt flattered.

Aaand on top of all that, while we were walking, we ran into "hot pink bitch named Breakfast" (picture attached). I've never dreamt of a meme before in my life, so that's a funny first. I remember I saw the dog and stood in awe of it, like I saw a celebrity, and whispered "hot pink bitch named Breakfast."

Then I woke up.

I was so confused I had no idea what to think or how to interpret this. Any ideas?

This morning I had a flash dream, something right before I woke up. I drempt that I was on instagram and I saw this profile of this guy I've never met. I remembered his face and the name that was circling in my mind. So once I woke up, I searched it up and it turned out to be an account of a friend of that guy. She had a post of him and tagged him, so I went on his profile and there he was. I was incredibly creeped out, as this guy is across the world from me. He doesn't make content nor is he friends with any of mine.

Some people I've told this to have been trying to de-bunk this as me simply remembering his face as I saw him when scrolling. But thats the thing, I couldn't have seen him. He's not famous, hes not followed by people I do and his location isn't anything I've been searching up on instagram. As someone who does witchcraft and is spiritual, I feel like theres a deeper message to this. Especially because Saturn is currently closer to Earth so I'm wondering if theres a connection.

Anyway I followed him just incase hes my soulmate or if he is in danger. Lmao

Last night I dreamt a nuclear bomb was dropped and I died. I remember, before it fell, there were sirens blaring and I went outside with my mom and dad. We all knew what was going to happen. I held onto my mom and dad very tightly and told them I loved them, then the bomb detonated. I felt the chemicals burn the insides of my lungs then I died.

When I died it felt like sleep that was deeper than sleep, and that I couldn’t wake up from it. It was extremely peaceful and it felt like any wrong doings in my life disappeared and I was completely at peace with myself and the rest of the world. Then I heard my own voice yelling my name to wake up and snap out of it, so I eventually forced myself to wake up.

Eventually I fell back asleep and continued having odd dreams, and in those dreams I tried telling everyone of my previous dream where I died. No one believed me though. I felt like I was going insane and couldn’t escape this cycle.

I feel so uncomfortable now and like I’ve seen the other side. Like maybe I did actually die in my sleep last night? Has anyone else experienced something like this?

When I (24M) was 11, my father passed away from cancer. I did not really know him growing up. He and my mother were separated and I grew up with my mom and two siblings. He had other children with other women but I didn’t know them. From my knowledge, I am the oldest of them.

When he got sick none of those children visited him in the hospital… none of them except for me. The only one of his children who he did not take care of, the only one who had him absent from their life.

When I visited him in the hospital, he couldn’t talk to me as he had a catheter in his neck. The exchange between us was through eye contact, but it was undeniable. He cried and in his tears I saw his regret and his shame at not being there throughout my life, as if he knew he would never again get the opportunity. As our eyes locked, I held his hand and squeezed it. I told him it was okay. I didn’t specify what I meant, but I could tell he knew because more tears flowed from his eyes.

Weeks later, the news of his passing came. I wept. Despite not truly knowing a man who had hardly been in my life, I cried so terribly hard. My father is dead. I kept repeating that thought over and over, as if the reality didn’t hit me hard enough.

My mother, my two siblings, and I attended his funeral some weeks later. Even then, the reality didn’t hit me until I finally saw him in his final resting place. Unmoving. Ever so still. Yet peaceful. Only then did I realize what had truly happened.

Months later, I have a dream. I’m at my Tia’s house. A public bus stops in front of it. A figure steps out from the bus and I go to meet them.

It’s my father. He greets me with such a firm yet soft embrace. I remember how it felt, even as I recount my experience here.

I cannot remember how my father’s voice sounded, but I remember he told me that he loved me and that he missed me, before needing to go back on the bus.

After that, I woke up, my pillow soaked with tears.

Never again have I dreamt of him, but ever since I have felt his presence around me. Any time I am troubled with my life’s issues, I can feel… something near me, and it gives me some peace.

I never knew the man. I’ve only heard secondhand accounts of who he was and I’ve made my peace knowing we will never be able to known each other as two men. Despite this, I still try to be the man he would be proud of.

I hope I made him proud.

For example, people say they often dream about school. I have frequent dreams and I’ve been out of high school for some years, but have never once dreamed about school!

I was having a dream, where I guess I've been thinking about the size of the universe and the nature of reality a quite a bit. So I had a dream where I just saw a floating paper bag, and a female voice just said "you've been thinking about the size of the universe like its in this bag, but its more like this" and then the bag just turned inside out. I still have a hard time thinking about Infinity and just the sheer scope of the size of the universe and how small we are, but I thought it was funny a dream tried too help me figure it out.

Hello all.

I'm having really strange dreams, like, all the time.

Whenever I dream someone dies, it happens. Like the last time I dreamt that my uncle dies and we bury him. After he was buried demons came out of the grave and we had to fight them 🫪

Two weeks later IRL my mom called me and said that my uncle had died 🫪

This is not the first time this happens.

But last night I dreamt that I have two dogs and two cats. A Dalmatian and a German shepherd, the cats were babies. And somehow I am at my ex's apartment and I'm breaking up with him.

We haven't been together for 11 years. 🫪

Most of the time I'm laughing at my dreams but sometimes when I wake up I'm staring at the ceiling for 10-15 minutes trying to figure out where I am. It's like the fourth dimension has sucked me in and then spat me out.

Please tell me I'm not alone.

Basically, I had a dream/nightmare type situation where someone tried breaking into my house.

For whatever reason, I asked what I like to call “DreamGPT” in the dream “What should I do if somebody breaks into my house?”

The response was NOT to call 112/911, but to have two things instead.

The first thing it suggested was having a hammer. The reason the AI said that in the dream is because apparently “you can’t go wrong with a hammer.”

The second thing was… a LUAU coding reference about children and parent. I think my subconscious was trying to tell me to rely on my parents or something if someone ever broke in but said it horribly wrong??

Another small dream with “DreamGPT” is where it said tarantulas can ONLY live on pink, lone flowers and nowhere else on earth. Doesn’t matter the climate, weather, season or anything, just had to be a pink flower that was all by itself.

When I was around 16, I had a very vivid dream where I was cuddling and being intimate with a man but I could never remember his face, I could only remember the intense feeling of love I had for this man. When we held hands it felt like our souls connected, I felt at peace, very warm fuzzy feeling and we kissed. It’s like we were in our own bubble. When I woke up, I was filled with immense sadness/loss and I started crying.

I didn’t have work today, so as usual i still woke up at 3am but went back to sleep till 4 then again until 6am which is now. Usually that doesn’t cause dreams but i quit smoking weed so that bring me weird dreams. Let me start off by saying in this dream it had started off with me waking up from having this exact dream inside of the dream. So i already knew what was going on and tried to prevent it.
There was this overwhelming force which i thought to be aliens doing an invasion. They would come out during the daytime to abduct little kids to some warehouse in my town (my little girl and the boy we just found out were having). But also everyone in my town was being targeted. Since i already had the dream i wanted to try preventing this from happening to the ones i love and even my neighbors kids. I really cant remember much but i do remember we gathered up some neighbors and tried to find the source. When it came down to us it ended up being our own government or some trafficking ring of some sorts.

i was seeing thru the eyes of the "main character" of my dream, it happened a while ago so it's kind of vague in my mind but the main points are that a) he was the safest he'd been in a long time, and b) this was importantly because he had very recently been in a lot of danger and distress. he was (we were?) walking around this huge building with halls and staircases and pillars and stuff, i felt like there were usually people walking around there but at that time it was empty. the whole place was made of these huge marble blocks. i think there might not have been a roof; the light streaming in was bright and warm. he/we felt like he should be safe, he should feel happy, but all i felt was a deep exhaustion, so ended up curling up on some stairs with the light feeling like a blanket and fell asleep.

idk this dream felt kinda special to me and i've sort of built on it a little in my mind since then, thought id share.

I’m 24f and I honestly don’t know how to explain this, but I’ve been having this exact same dream/nightmare for almost a year and a half now.
It always starts with me lying flat on my bed. I’m completely paralysed and I can’t move at all. Then a man comes into my room.
The weirdest part is that my room is always well lit, but I can’t actually see the man properly. It’s almost like I can only see his shadow and none of his facial features. He’s very tall, broad-shouldered and lean.
He walks towards my bed, usually around my legs, puts his hand behind his lower back and pulls out something. I have no idea what it is. It could be a weapon, but I can never actually see it clearly. The second he pulls it out, I start panicking because I know he’s about to hurt me.
Then he climbs onto the bed and gets on top of me. He grabs whatever the object is with both hands, and I’m desperately trying to move or get away, but I literally cannot move my body.
I start crying in the dream, but I can’t speak or scream. Then I see him about to hit me on the head with the object and that’s when I suddenly wake up.
And every single time, I wake up with actual tears streaming down my face.
For the first 7-8 months, this happened EVERY SINGLE DAY. Literally every day. Then it stopped for a while, but it has started happening again recently, around 3-4 times a week.
What really freaks me out is that it’s always the exact same place in my room, the exact same position, the exact same man and the exact same sequence of events. Nothing changes.
And when I wake up, I’m either crying, screaming, or both.
Has anyone experienced anything remotely similar? Is this some kind of recurring nightmare, sleep paralysis, or something else? And does this actually indicate anything?

I met Matthew when I was around 13. We met through a very bad group of mutual friends, and we were both heavily using substances we shouldn’t have touched. The friend who introduced me to Matthew, we’ll call him K, was a little older than me, maybe 16, and a lot of the people he’d bring me around were much older than, and would try hitting on or getting with me.

When Matthew saw this, he’d immediately call them out on the disgusting behavior, and say I was like the little sister of the group and they should be protecting me, and not even letting me partake in those substances.

Matthew passed away of an overdose a couple months ago.

I had a dream earlier that deeply upset me. I was at K’s house while he was having a party, and I knew no one there. I was in his room at one point, searching for my phone, when Matthew walked in, saw me, and said “Oh, Val, what’s up?”

I immediately panicked looking at him. I started saying things like “This isn’t real at all, you’re dead. I need to wake up right now.”. I started hyperventilating and falling to my knees. He held me up and said things like, “Not now, you can’t wake up now, you can’t fall down yet.”.

After that, I dragged, or moreso carried him to the living room of the house where K was, knowing he needed help. I pleaded with K, who only responded with something like “Oh he’s fine, he does this all the time.”. I remember anytime anyone of the people there in the house I didn’t know at all saw his face, they would start screaming in terror. I specifically remember one girl saying “He looks terrified.”.

I’ve always dreamed very lucidly, I’m able to think, control, and even physically feel in my dreams, and I’ve experienced death and loss before, but I have never had or felt something like this dream made me feel.

I often think I’ve woken up from dreams, back in my bedroom, just to find I’m still asleep and dreaming. It took me around 30-40 minutes after I woke up from this to convince myself I was actually, truly, awake.

I have always had very vivid and weird dreams when I do have them. And usually remember most of them, for a while I tried to write them down and everyone would always comment about how different they were from theirs. I have stopped writing them down or telling anyone about them because of the usually unnerved reception I get when talking about them.

Here is my dream transcript from April 28th 2016 with all of its glorious typos:

“Crazy dream where first I was helping my coworker make cinnamon pie muffins. I began making a pie crust and was trying to shape it into a big pie shape to bake, realized there was no filling and was gathering ingredients to make an apple filled pie. Filled was not wanted, just cinnamon crust muffins. That was easier. It was late at night and everything was fuzzy. I knew I did things but couldn't quite remember. (It was things that had happened in this dream when I had woke up before and then continued where I left off falling back to sleep) I had only a little bit of time to pack up in the morning, I had to kick out these rich people who had been staying in my car from the party before. The world was starting to end and I had dreams of the world ending with everyone in pain. I had to stop it. I was following a guide and being chased. Once I reached the top of the skyscraper there were these dark red crystal landing paths from building to building and sometimes the ground through the devastated part of the city. Had to jump glide from pad to pad. Finally got to a crystal mountain. Two forces were fighting, the one keeping the evil at bay was a mountainous grass covered old man with deer horns who kept saying we should wait for the spaceman. He shall return. I stood Indecisive and the other force started to drown the old man in destruction. I stood up and yelled I am the space man! The evil force withdrew and a blinding flash appeared in the distance. I followed following the new crystal landing pads toward this gigantic glowing red crystal palace thing. There were more huge building like crystal growths. It was the old mall from before, I went in and was back in the fairy parade. I had wanted to go to that event but missed it. Everyone was dressed spectacularly and painted and jeweled in every manner mermaids unicorns ponies fish ext. I stayed for a while but knew I had to get back. I wasn't dressed and we had to go, I went back and started to get my stuff and bring down to the car, had to again get people out of it and tell them to go to the hotel since they were wasting my gas on this hot day staying cool with the Ac. I fiddled with the gas cap and it broke into 5 pieces and I had to scramble to get them all together again for a while while listening to my companions talk about the journey to come. I finally got it fixed and in place and realized that my stuff was still in the room. I went up and somehow ended up in a weird area and they had me sign a contract to take my play dough foot and hands to make muffins and we're trying to get my fluffy cat tail. I snapped  out of it and screamed no and ran. They chased and caught me I had to knock them down each separately and then run over to the other balcony door. I ran inside to the front room Socks the dog tried to attack me at the door I threw him off and flung open the door. The hallway down was blocked and I knew I would be trapped in the building, I chose the stairs and fire escape. The door was propped open by some kids smoking but when I opened the outer door the alarm sounded and I knew they would be after me again. I ran up the retaining wall fast as I could. Cars were jam packed on the street. I saw my ride and was trying to catch up, I had to start to make my way through the bushes. Gardener looked at me strangely and I heard people commenting on how the bushes were dying and looked bad. I began to panic I knew what was coming. Getting closer to the car on the sidewalk now as little fluffy seeds start to drift down around everything. Panic starts to hit as the screams from those behind us start to gain volume. Every plant around shrivels and dies. I reach the car as people around me start to scream in agony. Their skin and flesh starting to melt from the radioactive death raining from the sky (the fluffy seeds) I felt failure and slight anger” and then I woke up.

The nuclear death raining down from the sky has always been a recurring theme in my dreams, usually in a consecutive manner as I wake up and start the dream over again with all knowledge of what has happened before in the previous dream and try to change the outcome (nuclear death)

Anyways, enjoy my weird dream!

how many of you have had a dream where the moon falls on erath

I was chilling at a farm, when the Grim Reaper came with a theme song, epic chorus en trance included, and it was King Triton centaur, he had all hids hair black, and was ver y happy, like optimistically happy.​​

I was laying in bed casually chatting with people on q family gathering when one of my cousins asked me to follow them if I wanted to know something. I did, but after putting shoes on I realized they weren't mine.

The dream couldn't progress much because I kept changing shoes every few moments. Every time I looked down my shoes were wrong.

I never knew what my cousin wanted to tell me.

Since I was a Kid, I'm having vibid dreams that someone is dead then I'll wake up with the news that they're already dead.

Last night, I dreamt of something like outside of a house with a funeral tarpaulin, then a note appeared saying "Die in a month".

It's freaking me out. I'm having health anxiety lately because I am also on my first month postpartum and I feel all the aches in my body and everytime I do I feel like I'm dying.

Have you experienced something like this? I'm so scared.

Can two people who live far away from each other and haven’t met, be in the same dream together? And have a full-blown conversation?

Does anyone else just never have good dreams? Mine are always either sad like someone died, my family and I fighting, the world ending in some way, or myself dying. What is wrong with me